Gregor moves towards the howling. As he reaches the top of a hill, he spots its source up ahead. A large encampment around a fire, full of goblins and wolves. Tents are being set up. Two more flying beasts hang upside down in their tentacles from the branches of a tree. Gregor estimates there are around 30 goblins in the encampment, and as many wolves.

Gregor returns to the rest of the group to tell them what he's found. It is now night.

Remus: Harry... I'm a werewolf.
Harry: Are you fucking serious?
Remus: Well yes, but I don't see how that applies here.